Lara sits idly at the back of the jarring crowd. Journal resting on her left thigh as she hurriedly jots down notes - eyes darting between the paper and the crowning ceremony before her.

She wouldn’t miss it for the world, of course. What kind of person would be able witness this in real life? Lara, that’s who.

How she got to the point, nobody knows. But, hey. It’s worth it, right? Anything for her research.

“Incredible.”